And so they lived happily together for 300 years... in the land of Tir na nog... Land of eternal youth and beauty.
Titanic
1.4s
Come on!
Titanic
1.2s
You shouldn't be down here.
Titanic
13.5s
I believe you are blushing, Mr. Big Artiste. I can't imagine Monsieur Monet blushing. He does landscapes.
Titanic
1.8s
Now what?
Titanic
1m9s
Now, step up onto the rail. Hold on. Hold on. Keep your eyes closed. Do you trust me? I trust you. All right... open your eyes. I'm flying. Jack. Come, Josephine, in my flying machine. Going up... she goes. Up she goes.
